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Late September Morn
I, dreamlost,
wake
to golden leaves of beech
sunlit
from my bed
as airdew clouds over the hedge
rise and vanish
as the eastern horizon above the valley
is lost, sunk
beneath dawndrifts of mist
not yet warmed to fade
beneath the clear blue sky;
the uncut grass of the dew-wet lawn,
droplet bent:
cool promise as
I, barefooted,
explore
the cusp of the...
Friday 28th September 2018 7:56 pm
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